letting go is a form of art

like the pull of a bow across a violin string

like the stroke of a brush across a canvas

like the beat of a heart touched by love

letting go is a form of art

disjointed at its wrists and

lips that forever will be missed

a pile of skin and bones and blood

on a love-touched violin canvased on the floor

letting go is a form of art

from soft sheets and soft touches

to hardwood and hard glances

with hands once grasped

now reaching

empty

letting go is a form of art

as what makes it so regretful

is that we never ever thought

we’d have to

when we fell for holding on